Suddenly, Angie’s fingers, which had been gently playing with her clitoris, started rubbing and pressing frantically at the little hood of flesh, wh...le the finger and thumb of her other hand began desperately to pinch and pull, almost cruelly, at her nipple. Her brow creased and she screwed her eyes up, gritting her teeth as if in pain, as her body began to shudder beneath me. As Angie began to orgasm I realised that I no longer had to hold back. Grabbing hold of the chair, I pushed myself up. I was wildly rubbing my wet lips, again feeling my other juices start to take over. That spurred me on, and I could feel the burning heat of orgasm pooling in my groin, ready to explode, and he helped me along.“Yeah, yeah, gonna do it, fuck, fuck YEAH!”He growled, and I watched a long stream of his pearly white cum shoot out of his cock, and splatter right along my lips. That did it, I could feel my pussy start, the spasms just about went crazy, and I let out a shriek of pleasure as. I decided to push my luck, and put both my arms around her waist again before easing my hands down onto her behind, then bending my knees just enough—and she bent with me—to slip my hands under her dress, up the backs of her thighs and onto her behind again, now caressing it through the fabric of her cotton panties.I couldn't believe it. I knew she thought she shouldn't be letting me do any of these things, and yet she was doing nothing to stop me. And I certainly wasn't planning to stop unless. I started to think about the weekend, and Jenny and her friend Sylvia. She was due to arrive on the Saturday morning, so at least we had a day to relax and prepare. My sense of anticipation grew as the traffic started to move again, and then freed up almost completely and it wasn’t then long before I was home. Jenny’s car was in the drive, and delightfully I was greeted by her coming straight into my arms as I closed the door behind me. There were no preliminaries, just a frantic tearing off.